Liesbeth: "Als kleine Liesbeth was je Moeni voor mij, maar later werd het Moeder. Door de alzheimer viel het harnas af. Samen weer stout. Samen weer gierend lachen. En ik was vergeten hoe we vroeger dansten. Ik heb mijn Moeni terug." 🌸
Uit de serie 'AlzheimerFluisteren'. Fotograaf: @cigdemyksel
Gerard: "Ik ben de grote volwassen zoon van mijn moeder en twijfel hoe haar te bejegenen. ’s Nachts als zij in haar bed overvallen wordt door angsten ben ik er niet. Ik ben Gerard en heb een vraag: een volwassen man die naast zijn moeder gaat liggen, kan dat wel?" Bron: serie 'AlzheimerFluisteren'
MERAL & HER MOTHER, FATHER AND BROTHER Meral is a singer and actress, and a friend of mine. The most important thing in her life is her family: they support her, and this secure foundation means she feels no fear in life.
Ten years ago, however, it was a different story. “I had boyfriends and kept them secret from my family because I thought of myself and what I wanted to experience as less important than my parents’ feelings. It tore me apart. I wanted to make everybody happy, but I lost sight of myself.” Things have changed. Her parents still have other values and expectations, which often leads to disagreements, but Meral has been capable of tenderly taking them along and involving them in her life. “Nowadays, I can tell my father about something he doesn’t agree with, and we do quarrel but it’s not a problem, it’s just how things are.
He’s always there for me, and I am for him, too. And we argue sometimes, but I’m not scared of that anymore, because I don’t feel the need to convince him that I’m right. I’m here, and so is he. I’m being myself and giving my father the space and love to process that for himself.” For Meral, taking a distance or cutting contact was never an option because the love they shared was always deep. #identity#familyportait#bestphoto#photostory#humanstory#nolongerwithoutyou#cigdemyuksel#phototalent#realstory#community#muslimcommunity#turkish#kurdish#love
SOLIMAN & HIS BROTHERS
Soliman grew up with nine brothers, and they were always competing. At home it was all about the survival of the fittest – a dish of food would be gobbled up in a split second if you didn’t watch out. “It’s pretty difficult being a kid in a big family. We all had our own chores and did our best not to disappoint our parents. Sometimes I’d think I couldn’t refuse to do something or other because otherwise the family would suffer; saying no just wasn’t an option. I’m better able to do it now, but it took till I was 30 before I really felt okay about it.” “Fourteen years ago, and with a heavy heart, I became the only one of us brothers to move out from Groningen to Amsterdam. The funny thing is my parents supported my choice with complete confidence. That taught me not to imagine that I know what other people are thinking. It’s good to meet challenges because people’s reactions can be surprisingly positive.” #identity#family#muslim#community#love#mother#father#children#intimacy#brotherportrait#coupleportrait#husbandwife#moroccon#brothers#arms#blueshirt#happymarriage#identity#masculinity#feminism#whiteshirt#cigdemyuksel